One Kiss Becomes Love: The President's Naughty Little Maid

Xia Yihan held Jiujiu's hand and smiled and advised her: "it's okay. It looks scary. The wound is actually very shallow and will be fine soon."

"Yihan!"

"Where do you speak here? Still standing! " The housekeeper went up to the wine and drank at her.

"Go!" Xia Yihan said softly.

"Yihan, go and wash your hands. Don't keep Mr. Ye waiting."

The housekeeper was very polite to Xia Yihan in front of Ye Zimo. The injury on her wrist relieved him a lot, but he would be happier if she died.

She was so badly hurt that the prince wouldn't even bandage her, which shows that she may not be very important in his heart.

Anyway, he won't step on thunder any more. He'll be careful to sail for ten thousand years.

"Yes!" Xia Yihan returned to her and Zhao Tianai's room, grinned at the faucet and endured to clean the wound. Fortunately, there was no bleeding.

She had no other clothes to change. Just as her uniform had come out, she put on a suitable uniform skirt and went back to the hall.

Ye Zimo was reading the newspaper again, waiting for the housekeeper to respectfully say, "Mr. Ye, Xia Yihan has come." He looked up indifferently and said, "go!"

The housekeeper ordered the driver to be in place, and a blue Bentley slid silently and stopped at the door of the main house.

Xia Yihan didn't know where ye Zimo took her. She had no right to ask, but followed him with her head down.

Fang Lina, Zhao Tianai and sun Mengmeng just took a breath and began to envy her the opportunity to go out with the prince.

The space in the car is limited, isn't it more opportunities to get close?

blamed! She is always so lucky.

The housekeeper bent over and opened the door for ye Zimo. He sat on it gracefully.

"Mr. Ye, did you ask Yihan to sit here?" Asked the housekeeper.

Ye Zimo didn't speak. That was the default. The housekeeper took a look at Xia Yihan and let her get on the bus.

The housekeeper also arranged a security guard to sit in the co pilot to protect Ye Zimo's safety. He closed the doors and drove away from Ye's house.

The car is very quiet. Xia Yihan is also used to being quiet.

Ye Zimo's tall body occupied a lot of space. She folded her legs and tried to get close to the door, but her body was not next to him.

She went out. I really hope she can get in and out of ye house freely.

Tomorrow is Xiao Jun's death day. She wants to ask ye for a day off to avoid him. Unfortunately, he can't approve it.

Ye Zimo closed his eyes and leaned back in the back seat, as if Xia Yihan didn't exist at all.

Instead, the driver and security guard in front looked at Xia Yihan in the mirror from time to time while he closed his eyes. Such a beautiful little face, if anyone doesn't peek, he's not a man.

When they were glad Ye Zimo was asleep and could look more, they suddenly heard him say, "you two don't want to do it?"

When he said this, he still closed his eyes. His voice alone also contained the deterrent power of the king. Not to mention the two said parties, Xia Yihan, who was next to him, was shocked when he heard his words.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry!" The driver and the security guard said in unison.

He didn't say a word, and they didn't dare to see Xia Yihan again. It was just strange in their hearts that there were many beautiful women in the back seat of his car. It wasn't the first time for them to secretly watch. Why is the prince so stingy this time?

Bentley drove into the underground parking lot of Dihao building. The security guard helped Ye Zimo open the door, and Xia Yihan got off behind him.

There is a special VIP channel in the parking lot, which leads to the top floor of the 48 storey imperial building.

Dihao building is the highest building in Dongjiang province. The Dihao club on the top floor is the most luxurious club in Dongjiang province. Its reputation is not only in Dongjiang Province, but also has influence all over the country. Even many ambassadors to China are members here.

The whole imperial mansion is only a small industry under Ye Zimo's name, and only insiders know that the club is a leisure place for many celebrities and dignitaries in politics and business.

The annual membership fee is ridiculously high, and it is not enough for people with money to enter. People without status refuse to enter.

The club's service personnel were well-trained. As soon as ye Zimo appeared, the people quickly lined up. The whole process of queuing was unorganized and silent. Then a neat greeting rang out: "Hello, Mr. Ye!"

The voice is sweet, the size is moderate, and it sounds very comfortable.

Xia Yihan thought their greeting standard was already very high. Unexpectedly, compared with here, it can only be said that it is a small Witch to see a big witch.

Ye Zimo never had any expression. When the service staff respectfully took him and Xia Yihan to the carved wood door with ancient charm, he bent over and whispered, "Mr. Ye, please come in! Mr. Hai and Miss Song have arrived! "

Xia Yihan didn't know why Ye Zimo wanted to bring her at this time, but he would take it easy and act according to his orders.

The waiter knocked on the door and heard haizhixuan's calm: "please come in!" After two words, he gently opened the door and asked Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan to go in.

As soon as they entered the door, pin Ting, dressed in an apricot dress, walked briskly in front of them.

Just listen to a gentle greeting in your ear: "Zi Mo, you're coming! Is it hot? "

Xia Yihan looked up and saw a very beautiful face with round apricot eyes, lively and cunning.

Song wanting also glanced at Xia Yihan and saw that she was wearing an ordinary skirt with little decoration, and her black straight hair was casually gathered behind her ears.

Her face was completely plain, but it was beautiful and breathtaking.

Xia Yihan nodded and smiled at her politely. Because she didn't know how to call her, she didn't dare to talk to each other at will, so she just smiled.

"Zi Mo, which family daughter is this?" Song wanting came forward, hugged Ye Zimo's arm and asked softly. The taste in her eyes flashed away.

Song wanting's father is the vice president of Dongjiang provincial Party committee. Her father often warned her that men, especially powerful men, can't have only one woman all their life.

A dragon among people like Ye Zimo, she doesn't want to occupy alone. If she wants to become his wife one day, she must have tolerance.

"A servant!" Ye Zimo seemed unwilling to say more, but he didn't swing her arm and let her walk towards haizhixuan.

Haizhixuan had seen Xia Yihan behind Ye Zimo. As if he hadn't seen it, he stood up and only said hello to Ye Zimo.

"Coming?"

"Yes!" Ye Zimo snorted and sat down at the simple table.

"Zi Mo, does the servant also have a name? If you don't tell me, I don't know how to say hello. " Song wanting didn't sit down. Instead, she stood beside him and spoke softly.

"Do you think I'll remember the servant's name?" Ye Zimo mockingly bent the corners of his mouth.

Song wanting raised her small mouth and said with a smile, "of course. You have such a good memory. What else can't you remember?"

Her flattery seemed just right. Ye Zimo rarely showed a smile and said faintly, "her name is Xia Yihan."